Author Archives: Andreas Moser
A truly secluded location
Compared with the people living in these houses which I photographed from the train to the Montenegrin mountains, Henry David Thoreau lived in the center of civilization. You may need to click on the photos in order to enlarge them … Continue reading
Belgrade at Dusk
I could somehow reconstruct the names and purposes of all these buildings with a map, but I hope that some of my readers from Belgrade will do this much more easily. :-)
Where the Gondolas are made
Deep in Venice, between all the ostentatious palaces, the churches, cathedrals and museums, there are a few wooden sheds, so out of place as if they had just arrived this morning with the train from South Tyrol. This is where carpenters make … Continue reading
You don’t need to watch “Everest”
When you watch the trailer for Everest, you may well get the feeling that you have seen it all before: the mountains, the snow, the storm, the helicopter, the drama, the danger, the good-looking tough guy risking his life for … Continue reading
Easily Confused (56) Water
Where we find water: on Mars, between 34 and 250 million miles away Where we can’t provide safe drinking water to around 750 million people: our own planet Sorry, poor people, but this whole space thing is much more exciting.
The Mosque next to the Synagogue
Researching for my trip to South America, I came across this little country that I knew nothing about – Suriname – and its capital city – Paramaribo – which I couldn’t have named before. And then I saw this photo … Continue reading
Aerodrom Podgorica
The airport (“aerodrom”) in Podgorica, Montenegro: Ok, this is not the airport, but it is the train station for the airport. Unfortunately, I only found out about it later. When I arrived, I asked the lady at the airport information … Continue reading
Thank you, refugees!
Dear refugees, I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart! With your help, it has become very easy over the past few weeks to tell who of my friends, acquaintances, colleagues and relatives are xenophobes, racists and inhumane … Continue reading
Flying to Montenegro
“Cabin crew, prepare for landing,” the command came through the public-address system, filling the silent cabin of the early-morning flight from Belgrade to Podgorica. “Landing where??” I wondered, for I had only seen dramatic mountains, partially covered in snow, and some lakes. The … Continue reading
Kalemegdan Park in Belgrade
Any walk in Belgrade will sooner or later end up at Kalemegdan Park, the seat of the fortress. The guy on top of the column is Pobednik, the Victor, and he calls himself that because he just won World War … Continue reading
The Happy Hermit 